[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

"Well, is there something wrong with Makoto, Madara and Izumi?"

It’s the time when the lanterns come on and the streets are full of people. Keiko lifted up an exquisite lantern, a faint light came into her eyes, and suddenly asked Tajima next to her.

The Uchiha elders put their hands leisurely in their sleeves, and the thousands of lights from the crowd gathered into a winding human galaxy, facing the distant silver shuttle in the sky, with a sense of beauty hanging upside down at both ends, "Well... they all Grow up. I can't control this."

"Master Tajima, do you think I'm easy to persuade, or do you think I don't like to talk?" Keiko said coolly, her eyes not forgetting to survey the people coming and going, "Three of them ran away. I don't know what they will do. It won’t be the same.”

Well……

Tajima carefully protected the dangling lantern that was hit by someone. The elderly man's gentle and profound eye lines wrinkled slightly, and his tone was unhurried, "Do your best and know your destiny. No matter who it is or which one you choose, I Everyone will be blessed.”

Ever since he knew this was possible, he was determined to always stand behind them and support them.

As a father, this is a given.

Keiko was thoughtful. She has a delicate mind, and she naturally understands what she said at this point. The unique perception of being a woman slowed her down. In this small city, countless people passed each other. Except for certain people, no one would stop for anyone.

...It’s just such a small city.

"Ever since she was very young, she has never revealed what she likes." Keiko said, "She doesn't know what her taste is. She doesn't know whether she likes vegetarian or meaty foods. She doesn't know what decorations to add to her clothes. She doesn't know what flowers to put in the room. .”

"I understand Madara's preferences, and I know what Izumi prefers, and I have preserved the traces of you and Madam. Only she, who has put so much effort and thought into adjusting the position of each small decoration, cannot be sure whether it will have any effect. …”

The answer should be failure.

Undoubtedly, continued failure.

In the weak heat rising, the woman who was no longer young leaned forward and lifted up her outer cover, brightening the candlelight inside, "Ah... it will be a long time."

It has been so long that all kinds of passion and emotion have become ordinary.

She knew very well the feeling of chasing someone. When she first saw the smiling lady, she knew that this family would never let her leave.

So, let time pick the gravel.

Tajima didn't answer. He was not a good talker in the first place. Suddenly, in this silence, the ninja's sensitive ears heard the light footsteps of someone walking on the roof in the bustling background beside him——

It is an action from the ninja to which the daimyo belongs.

Tajima thought and turned to look at Keiko, "The festival is about to begin."

Raising her eyes and picking up her fingers, Keiko pulled out the long and short thorns from the lantern handle. The Sharingan scanned the surroundings for a few breaths, and finally selected a location, "That's where they are heading."

"..."

The movement that wanted to take half a step stopped, Keiko frowned, and restrained herself from making a big body arc, "Mr. Tajima, do you have any questions?"

Stopping so suddenly, there is an ambush behind you

"...I feel the taste of the blade."

People who have been fighting on the battlefield for decades said that after thinking briefly, they made concealed gestures. Within a few seconds, the two figures merged into the endless flow of people without saying another word:

If you dare to play tricks under Uchiha's eyes, don't blame them for being cruel.

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Responsible for guarding the center of a country, there are not only the army and ninjas, but also the prosecutors and non-violent envoys who are subordinate to the three envoys of the government. Most of them are noble children or capable warriors, holding long-handled weapons that are the only ones allowed to appear in the celebration. Their faces are covered with masks, only showing the serious lower half of their faces.

"Scared!" Someone accidentally bumped into the breastplate of the tall warrior standing under the eaves. When he looked up, he was immediately frightened by the ferocious posture of the mask, "Ahhhhh! Judge what is right or wrong!"

In an instant, a noisy sound erupted here.

"Everyone, please pay attention. In order to prevent the celebration from being disrupted by thieves, our government's inspectors are responsible for the security of all streets! If there are no problems, they will only be in shops and intersections. Please feel free to enjoy!"

On the high platform in the center of the street, the officials who hurried over asked the music team to beat the drums and shouted the above words. Seeing this, the commotion among the crowd who were suddenly "taken care of" by the weapons slowly calmed down. Perhaps they remembered that their personal safety was guaranteed, and then they turned into cheers.

After a while, the drums turned into melodious celebratory music, which merged lively with the people's singing.

Tiredly wiping the sweat from his forehead, the official who was shouting stepped back down from the high platform, turning his head three times. He didn't know why the superiors suddenly allocated police officers to maintain law and order. The number of city defense and ninjas was already enough to take care of several main roads. With more armored warriors, it would be an exaggeration to say that most of the country's military forces would be devoted to this area. The festival was successful.

"Check... not..."

At the blind corner of the street, there was a being wearing a black cloak with an unclear face, repeating these two words hoarsely.

But the strange thing is that everyone passing by it ignores this strange scene. There was even a family of five laughing and joking through the black cloaks, as if they were passing through a layer of air.

"It is said that a shrine maiden from the land of gods was invited to preside over the festival." The father of a family of five said, "There are also Noh actors who performed in [Tenjin Hagoromo]. Compared to previous years, it is really much more exciting!"

"Miko-sama!"

The girl at home said with bright eyes, "Can she dance? I heard from my mother that the dance of witches is a dance to communicate with God. It would be great if she could see God."

"Then you are so greedy. Dad also wants to see God!" The father cheerfully picked up his daughter and carried her around his neck to the altar closest to the daimyo palace. As the lights on the eaves and corners lit up little by little, the color of the entire city transitioned from blue-black on the ground to blue-white on the walls and eaves, like a piece of jade being illuminated, glowing under the curtain of night.

"This is the sky above the sky."

The daimyo stood with satisfaction on the highest castle tower in the city, protected by three layers of guards. From a distance, he saw a white figure coming forward on the altar. He stared at the snow-white figure without blinking and said, "Is the underground research institute ready?"

The person next to me returned respectfully, "It's ready."

"How many ninjas are here to collect the bounty?"

“Except for a few that are clearly focused on, there aren’t many.”

"Ah."

The last bit of worry is gone. The daimyo's white hair was blown by the wind:

If the group of alliance ninjas who had won the battle were still there, he would still have to consider how to seal off the funeral. Just a few weren't enough to stop him.

"Lijia...don't blame me for being cruel." The boss of the Fire Country said to himself, with only a single layer of clothes covering his shriveled body. "You also know that good things cannot be shared. Just sit back and have peace of mind until next year. All you want.”

what……

The person next to him who bowed his head respectfully smiled slightly. There was a deep black under his eyes, making his smile become twisted and mocking:

Ignorant human beings can take the bait as long as they hang a little bait.

If he didn't want to see the reactions of those two people, how could he endure their greed and madness?

——Human beings are indeed the dirtiest things!

Lin Chuan's show didn't know what the people around him were thinking. He stood in a commanding place with an unobstructed view of the scenery, and said with great satisfaction, "There are still ten, nine, eight..."

During the countdown, the snow-white figure in the distance raised the Kagura bell high. The ringtone plays a crisp rhythm, and the magnificent festival song spans the beginning and soars to the sky at the climax:

"call--!"

The wind picked up and flew straight up through the raging flames.

The tip of the fire meets the full moon beside the clouds, the black sky and the blue-white earth reflect each other, the light above and the light below are indistinguishable, the music of God and the chorus of human voices sing together...

Day and night are reversed, humans and gods intersect, and one careless move leads to delusions.

All the things of the person named "Linchuan Xiutai" completely fit into a tacit understanding in the "one" that fell.

He took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Goddess of the Moon... I'm here to find you!"

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"The history of the Ninja Continent...Twelve years before Konoha, Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Izuna, Senju Hashirama, Senju Tobirama...were all in the middle of a confrontation between the two clans..."

"Error! An error that is inconsistent with history has been found!"

"Correction...history correction process initiated."

"Twelve years before Konoha, Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Izuna, Senju Hashirama, Senju Tobirama... were all in a confrontation between the two clans."

"The Goddess Will Black Jue is located in... the Fire Country's great name Lin Chuan's show stage... the Fire Country's capital... there is no large-scale gathering..."

"Error! Error! An error that is inconsistent with history was found again! Correction! The history correction program is started..."

"Timeline: Twelve years before Konoha. Location, the capital of the Country of Fire. Event: expected to be a fatal accident involving a large number of people gathering..."

"The world barrier has been passed...the awakening of [God] has not been detected...the authority has been increased by 20. The first-level device [Amaterasu] of the Government of Time has been activated...the mission order has been issued..."

"A special team has been dispatched, codenamed A09..."

"Limited response time: 4 hours..."

……

After the celebration started, Madara, Izuna and I put on masks at the same time. It's not just to hide his identity, but more importantly, he has been chatting with a lot of people along the way.

It was a rare opportunity for the whole city to celebrate together. Boys and girls who usually stayed shy at home dressed up in their best clothes to play.

Think about it, if you can bump into the one you like in the crowd and pray to the goddess for love, what a wonderful memory it will be.

and so……

"Ah, fourteen girls have already given sachets to them." The young man with his mask tilted up and his black hair tied high joked, "It's so charming... Our Uchiha clan leader is a real person. A handsome man~"

Madara covered his face with a hannya mask. But he didn't expect that although his face could be covered, his good figure that was somewhere between youthful and mature could not be hidden. So in the second half of the journey, the owner of the sachet also added a few mature ladies who looked quite big.

"Uh-huh, this is really~"

Quan Nai drew out his voice briskly, revealing half of his fair face, "I won't say anything."

"In the final analysis, the most important thing for people is food, sex/sex."

Pressing the lower end of the mask with my hand, I changed into another tone and used a fan to slightly lift Madara's mask, "This majestic samurai-sama... Since he has such a good color, why not show it openly? ,Um"

"..."

Under the light that could not be seen clearly, the young man's face slowly turned red in the little gaps. He suddenly felt the benefits of autumn. Only with this similar temperature, his whole body would not burn up.

"You learned it from Taifu, right?"

Speaking in a voice that was slightly more suppressed than usual, Madara pressed down the cover again as if nothing happened, "Tease me... is it fun?"

Sure enough, the fan slipped away naturally and turned around in his hand, "Yeah, who told you not to let me do this or that? If you are bored, you can only imitate the tone of the master... When I saw you facing a formidable enemy, I thought..."

...There is no shame in this regard.

Gee.

With some inexplicable premonition, Madara did not dwell on this. Even if the ninja slowed down, he was still much faster than ordinary people. Before long, a tall bonfire made of thick trees could be vaguely seen in front of him.

"She is a witch from the Kingdom of God."

Madara was keenly aware of the white figure sitting behind the altar, and his voice was slightly distorted through the mask, "The swordsmith who helped you reforge those two swords was one who has offered ritual vessels to the shrine for generations. In terms of smelting technology, He is the best in the world."

"Can't the Inaga tribe do it?"

Madara shook his head, "It's not that simple. The Kingdom of God has been studying the ratio of chakra metal and ordinary metal for many years. In the past, when we bought ninja tools, they were the suppliers of the best part."

The existence believed by the people of the Country of Fire, the source of weapons...

I smiled slightly and said, "It is a neutral country."

"Yes." Madara patted my shoulder lightly, "Also, you are thinking about something again."

……

I had to accept the strong "love" from my elder brother and younger brother. I twitched the corners of my mouth, just because the mask couldn't see my expression and I could be more arrogant. At the same time, a loud shout came from afar, and Quan Nai immediately trembled his fingers and pressed the scroll in his sleeve.

"Madara—Mabuchi—Izuna—"

Hashirama waved happily, dodged through the crowd three times and dragged his younger brother over, his eyes bright, "Hey, you're wearing a mask, Tobirama, let's wear it too!"

……

Well, without using chakra, how on earth did he recognize us despite the obstruction of the mask!

"Great, I thought I wouldn't meet you before the festival!" Hashirama said. Tobirama next to him reached out and took out two unpatterned masks that are commonly used by ninjas. He looked at me carefully before putting them on, and whispered, "They are very beautiful, Mabuchi."

……

How did he look beautiful through the mask?

The inner complaints were ignored. As the shrine maiden wearing a long white dress, holding a Kagura bell in one hand and a magatama string in the other, slowly walked onto the stage, the atmosphere in the audience reached its highest level.

The long black hair flowed with the clear music. The witch sang the blessing with a voice that could penetrate the sky, and began to dance devoutly for the god:

"There was a goddess in the past who came down and became light."

"The sky connects the cage crown, and the earth connects all directions."

"The creatures bow their heads, and the plants and trees reveal their secrets."

"Finally, the flow will unite, and the four seas will become one."

……

"In the past there were three mountains that were always inaccessible."

"Refined and transformed into immortals, lost and transformed into bones."

"Half moon, half sun, half world, half road."

"Ten is the ultimate number, a gift from God..."

……

God sent...

A flash of snow-white light flashed, and under the gaze of countless people, the head, which was still in a praying expression with its eyes closed, flew high and rushed towards the suddenly rising flames.

呲——

The blood flew wildly around after being still for a moment. Looking around the audience, everyone's expressions became confused, and some even licked the blood that flew to their mouths blankly.

"Ah...what does it mean to be correct..."

A hoarse voice said, "...Aren't we just rescuing people at this moment?"